That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Chapter 613:

Pulling his fangs from her neck, Vladya swiped the wound closed. Then, exhaustion hit him all at once, more intense than before.

“Tired,” he confessed.

“Me too.”

She uncurved herself from his lap, standing on wobbly legs and adjusting her nightdress in a sluggish, clumsy way.

“You need sleep. Lie down.”

Vladya sank back onto the bed with a heavy sigh, but not before grabbing her wrist and pulling her down with him.

“Sleep beside me.”

beside him with

for the first time in

in sleep. He looked so peaceful now, his

feeding him blood. Tracing the strong line of his jaw, the scar that marred his cheek, the faint frown lines that hadn’t yet

been through so much, and Aekeira was fulfilled knowing she had been able

the anxiety, the panic of the past few weeks melted away as her eyelids grew heavy. Relaxing fully, she closed her eyes,

begins with

PRINCESS EMERIEL

at her reflection as Amie fastened the buttons down the back of her gown. The fabric felt soft against her skin,

the faint clinking of glass jars echoed as Madam Livia brewed her

Most of Emeriel’s bruises had faded, her face looked less pale, and the dark shadows under her eyes were gradually disappearing. Though her left arm still ached from time to time, the swelling had gone down, and she could now

out a wistful sigh, stepping back to admire